Blackberry Creek Elementary Novels & Stories

"Ash helped her through some of it, earlier. As far as her future, Julian has connections with Silver Creek Academy, a school in Mississippi specializing in children with special gifts. She'll have a rough go, at first, I'm sure, but she'll make it. The teachers there are great at helping students cope." The others nodded, accepting that the girl had a home to go to at least. "Now is it time for a beer?" Josh asked, exasperated. The others just laughed. Glancing at the others, Dimitri asked, "How about it? Before you go, let's hit Everglades for a drink." "And air-conditioning," Josh added.

Chapter 75: Pre-Game Jitters The Gym, Ridgecrest High School, Fallon Creek, Michigan... The seats were packed as many parents and family members filed in with a sheer aspect of anticipation hanging high in the air. Coach Bert had quite the smile on his face despite it being well known that his team, The Fallon Creek Wolverines, always lost every game they played in the wake of losing star player Alarick Michael Channon when he'd been sidelined due to being shot nearly to death right along with the rest of his family. The Wolverines were set to take on The Trenton County Hawks. Fallon Creek's boys had been dressed in the blue, white, and black school colors and Trenton County's boys were dres

Could there? Twenty minutes later, the GPS lady told her to pull off East Irlo Bronson Memorial Highway onto Crabgrass Road and into the town of Bull Creek. The smooth asphalt street turned into a bumpy gravel road with more potholes than actual road, it seemed. Kinsey slowed down, taking in the scenery as she passed small oaks, long pines pointing accusingly at the sky, and small palms and shrubs interspersed throughout. A hawk flew overhead with slow gliding motions as it searched for its evening meal. A deer took two hops, crossing the road in front of her, and vanished into the woods as Kinsey hit the button that rolled her window down, breathing in the stifling Florida air. She was defi

My parents had once called this place home, and I had come here seeking answers about my past and perhaps a fresh start for my future. As I stepped cautiously into the meadow, I couldn't help but be struck by the sheer beauty of the landscape. The grass swayed in the gentle breeze, and the scent of wildflowers filled the air. Birds chirped merrily in the trees, and I could hear the distant gurgle of a creek, which likely gave the pack its name. The forest on the far side of the meadow was a dense thicket of towering evergreens and thick underbrush, and nestled within that wilderness was the heart of the Black Creek pack – their territory and their home.

My name is written in perfect script: Zara Blackwood. My fingers tremble slightly as I break the seal and unfold the letter. Miss Blackwood, We are pleased to offer you a place at Blackwood Academy, a private boarding school for gifted students. Our campus, deep within the Ember Forest, provides a unique opportunity for young people like yourself to grow, learn, and thrive. Your term begins immediately.

"Mr. Maxwell Black owns the whole thing" He nodded "And he threatened to fire you?" She nodded "And you came here?" She nodded again "Why?" "Lake Creek has a lot of mystery to it and I got curious. Plus, a scoop like this could really save my Job." He folded his arms and leaned back in his seat "Carry on." "I got here, ate and the weirdness began. First, taxi drivers almost amputated my toes in their haste to drive away because I mentioned Lake Creek, then I asked a thug for directions and-''